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I expect you to vanishup and up into the tree,a shake of the branchesand gone like youhad never happened.But you came down and handed me a leaf”from seven limbs up,already yellow,” you said,and then you walked awayand you were still real.
I expect you to vanishup and up into the tree,a shake of the branchesand gone like youhad never happened.But you came down and handed me a leaf”from seven limbs up,already yellow,” you said,and then you walked awayand you were still real.
